In the dark of the night, I still wake with fears about things I cannot control. I still reach for reassurance that all will be well when we are living with the weight of ten tons of uncertainty about all we took for granted. In the dark of the night, I peel through the layers … Continue reading who do you think you are?
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sanctuary
I’ve stopped saying things can’t get any worse, because they can, and do. I don’t need to make lists for you. Even if you don’t read the news, you can read the shock and despair on your friend’s face. Even if you ask not to be told the details, every life lost is written in … Continue reading sanctuary
rebel heart
It is 3am, the hour of the black dog, and my heart is pounding, battering my chest like a bird flinging itself against the bars of a cage. Let me out, she gasps. I’m wounded. I’m bleeding. I press my hand to her wild thrashing, and say sweetheart, tell me. What’s wrong? She begins to … Continue reading rebel heart
darkness as medicine
Here’s what I want to tell you: Japanese monks and nuns write poems as they lay dying. Japanese death poems. You can look it up. What do they say? Some version of I am here at the edge of unknowing. It is dark. It is light. The light is within the dark. There is no … Continue reading darkness as medicine
sing back the light
She woke me with the gentle touch of a feather across my face. Get up, she whispered. It’s the dark times. We have work to do. I resisted. I was tired. You got that right, I said. These are the dark times. I need coffee. She followed me into the kitchen and that’s when I … Continue reading sing back the light